I had to pull this track out of the archives and give shine to one of my favorite lyricists of all-time, The Last Emperor. This track is the epitome of creativity and originality. Mr. Gray presents a fictional tale in which hip-hop battle comic characters. It is so dope that I had to add the lyrics...check out the track and reminisce with me.

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What if I had the, power to gather, all of my favorite emceesWith the illest comic book characters, and they became arch enemies?Inconceivable? Unbelievable? Yet as wild as it seemsThe Emperor and Stan Lee would coach the two opposing teamsKeep it clean, no bats, no gats, guns, no interferenceComic book characters would go head up with raw lyricsNow I take, whoever might be on break from doin toursAnd have them signed up for the Last Emperor's Secret WarsSure, for that kind of capacity, you need a crazy large arenathat might stretch from west Philadelphia to east MedinaIf I'm able, I'd put it on pay-per-view through my labelAnd give free tickets to my neighborhood bums with no cableYeah, that sounds phat, now that we've squared away the propositionsLet's begin with the ultimate toughman competition"Let the games begin!" Set it off, it's the fight of the centuryKRS and Professor X would battle each other mentallyWith rhymes, these two team captains waste no timeCharles Xavier tried to invade Kris Parker's mindHe shot a cerebral probe at Kris's mind, but he missed itProfessor X taken out by the Blastmaster's metaphysicsRound two, new fight, word to life, you gotta see thisLocked in mortal combat is Dr. Strange and The GeniusHere son, he's no match, let that grafted wizard have it'My Liquid Sword slashes straight through Dr. Strange's Magic'Another hero down, and now the score is two to zeroBy words from the Genius, and he's still my rhymin heroNow the next fight was conducted in a rough like mannerSpecifically between Reggie Noble and Dr. David BannerOr should I say the Incredible Hulk when he's amped off the gamma?But Reggie Noble soon became the Incredible Redman and slammed himYou know how Redman gets when his adrenaline starts pumpinStarted schitzin' in the ring, so then the Thing tired jump inBen Grimm leaps into the ring, and after Redman he lunges'But Reggie Noble dropped him with two Brick City punches!'Rhymes by the bunches, bums get dirtier than Middle Eastern dungeonsReady to set this like Detective Columbo and his hunchesWhile the ref's clean out the ring, cause the last fight was so intenseLet's do a live interview with the brother named Common Sense'Yeah, yeah it's Common Sense, and Iceman tried to freeze me,So I took him to Chicago and told him to take it easyHe couldn't see me with my applejack hat and hightopsColussus and Cyclops, I got No I.D. and Y Not'Good lookin Common Sense, that last album was tightLet me get back to the ring and evaluate the next fightNow the next fight had to be the craziest of all timesWe got Dr. Octapus 'versus the mighty Busta Rhymes!'Doc Oct versus Busta? Man that stuff is deadHe'll get his eight arms ripped off, goin up against the dreads'Ha, ha! Now Dr. Octapus, who you think you grabbin?The god can never lose, so you know it will never happenLyrically making you sleepy, you'll need a nap whenI slap you with my dreads, lights out, you'll kiss the canvas'Before my eyes, I see the demise of another superheroNext up is Ras Kass versus MagnetoNow anything goes when Magneto battles foesRas Kass had him shivering, delivering ultra magnetic blowsMagneto was now deceased, and a wise man said it best"The sun rises in the east, but they can still set it the west"Now with all these heroes down, Stan Lee refuses to surrenderHe got Storm from the X-Men, as if I couldn't match the genderStan Lee shouts 'Excelsior!' Yo, Stan you best to chill'There's no match for Storm,' I guess he's never heard of Lauryn HillNow we all kow Storm controls the temperature and weatherStarted runnin' off at the lip, and L-Boog was like 'Whatever'See she just got home fom tours, she's a bit to tired to sparSo she clocked Storm over the head with my man Wyclef's guitarAll silence is ceased, out of nowhere comes the BeastVersus Jeru the Damaja, the Black Prophet from the eastReleasing rhymes that will pound you into the ground, there'll be no round twoAnother victory for hip-hop from the Dirty Rotten ScoundrelNow the underground sewer system that lies deep below the ringIs where the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Das EFX do their thingLeonardo and Donatello, they both know we can do this'So kiggedty crazy Drayze hit them both with raw sewage'Now Rafeal and Michaelangelo, those two others who are brothersBrooks smacked 'em with the Das EFX logo, the manhole coverWhether you're plant or animal, vegetable or miggety-mineralBefore you step to Das EFX you best be hard like a criminalTaking you back to ringside, just when you thought it was overThe last battle was brought forth by G.I.Joe and CobraMercenaries and soldiers, G.I. Joe was rollin' thickBut I'll get the military of hip-hop, a.k.a. The Boot Camp ClickWorld War Three for '98 in the wake of all these troopsI could see general Buckshot goin toe to toe with DukeSalute the captain, for rappin, cause now we know who's hard,Catchin wreck like Steele and Tek going up against the Crimson GaurdCharging after you, smashin' you metaphorically smashin' throughThe entire Joe team is O.G.C. and Ruck the IrrationalThen all of a sudden I hear this real loud crack!'The military punisher Big Rock just broke Roadblock's back!'Adding insult to injury to Stan Lee and his teamWe've got Weapon X from Canada, a.k.a. WolverineYou know the routine, his claws can rip rappers for daysBut here comes the Method Man, a.k.a. Johnny Blaze! Wolverine you can't hang, when Tical does his thangParalyze you with the venom from the Method Man's fang!This is the final battle as the stratosphere gets darkerWe got Nasir Jones versus Peter ParkerNasty Nas at halftime, headringer versus the webslingerIllmatic versus radioactive in the rotten apple where the dead lingerHe cursed the day that spider ever bit himAnd gave him a copy of the second LP, It Was WrittenFor all up and coming emcees, I've got a question,If I made a Secret Wars Part Two, would your name even be mentioned?Would you make the final cut? I make even the nicest give their titles upWriting rhymes slash fighting crimes like the Blue Falcon and DynomuttStick around for the next battle slash adventure,And if you see Stan Lee, tell him that the Last Emperor sent ya *echoes*